| I’m standin' in the doorway
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| My head bowed in my hands
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| Not knowin' where to sit
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| Not knowin' where to stand
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| My father looms above me For him there is no rest
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| My mother’s arms enfold me And hold me to her breast
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| They say you been out wandrin'
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| They say you travelled far
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| Sit down young stranger
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| And tell us who you are
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| The room has all gone misty,
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| My thoughts are all in spin
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| Sit down young stranger
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| And tell us where you been
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| I’ve been up to the mountain
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| I’ve walked down by the sea
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| I never questioned no one
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| And no one questioned me My love was given freely
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| And oftimes was returned
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| I never came to borrow
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| I only came to learn
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| Sometimes it would get lonely
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| But it taught me how to cry
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| And laughter came too easy
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| For life to pass me by
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| I never had a dollar |